Im exhausted, ill, and sore.
But that still managed to make me crack a little smile.
Thanks a lot, that was super super nice.
Things arent really working out yet but fingers crossed.
Thanks again.
Today I visited a house.
I was visiting this house for work, so its a given that its not going to be a normal house.
His name is Tom and hes an alcoholic. Its 10am and he is blind drunk.
His house is a mess and everything he owns is covered in Vomit and shit and fuck knows what else. Hes old, maybe early 60s.
He is rambling away to himself, sitting alone in a pile of trash surrounded by empty beer cans.
As I walk past his living room he turns his head and shouts “SON…”
So I stopped. Without even looking at me, he said:
“Look at me…Just look at me…I used to be ok you know…I was young, I had girlfriends, just like you son…went dancing…I used to be ok. But now Im not ok. Im not fucking ok. Just look at me…and you know…This could be you one day. You could end up just like this…”
Sent a shiver down my fucking spine.
Please someone bring me some irn bru! It would instantly cheer me up..Infact I think it would make me pass my assessment with flying colours, solve all my problems, and sort out the Christmas situation! And thats only when I open the can!
PLEASE! SOMEONE BRING ME IRN BRU!
Im glad you appreciate the magical Scottish abilities of Irn Bru. What you need is a glass bottle. Not only will it solve all your problems, but itl solve everyone in a ten mile radius’ problems aswell. Yeah, its awesome.
Sean Cosgrove
Formspring.